The next morning after I had a shower and got dressed I found Sasha in my living room. My parents weren't home and it was only the two of us. I was quite uncomfortable being around her but she didn't noticed, she just chatted away. I was happy that the phone rang, giving me an excuse to escape Sasha's talking.
"Hello?" I said picking up the phone.
"Is X-Ray, I mean Rex there." A small voice said on the other line.
I froze for a second, I knew that voice too well.
"Type?" I asked in disbelief.
"Oh my god, X-Ray its you." Type replied.
"Whats wrong? Are you okay?" I asked, her voice wasn't normal.
"I can't take this anymore, they screamed all night." Type said, her voice cracking.
"Your parents?" I asked.
"Yeah, they argued about me all night and how then shouldn't have kept me when I was born." Type replied.
I didn't know what to say, I didn't know how Type got my number but right now I didn't care. All I cared about was Type being happy.
"X, I have been thinking, I have an uncle who lives in New York. I was thinking I might ask to go live with him." Type said slowly.
"Is he a good guy?" I asked, he didn't want Type going into another bad home.
"Yeah, he works at some huge company. I used to see him a few times a year." Type replied.
"You phone him then, you need to get out of that house." I said.
"Okay." Type said, I could hear the sound of a smile in her voice "Crap, I have to go, my dad just got home. I will talk to ya soon."
"Okay, you take care of yourself." I said, meaning it.
"I love you." Type said quietly.
"I love you too." I said without even thinking about Sasha being there.
I hung up the phone and stared at it for a minute.
"Who was that?" Sasha asked.
"Type." I said simply.
"Who?" Sasha asked.
"She was at Camp Green Lake with me." I said turning around.
"She?" Sasha asked in disbelief.
"Yeah." I replied shrugging.
"I can't believe you hooked up with a girl like that." Sasha said disgusted.
"A girl like what?" I asked.
"You know, girls who are sent to those type of camp are all sluts." Sasha said.
"Get out." I said growing angry.
"Excuse me?" Sasha asked.
"Get out of my house. Type is everything to me, everything your not." I said.
Sasha just stared at me for a second but quickly left, slamming the door behind her. I just sat down for a minute and put my head in my hands. Why did this have to be so complicated.
"Hello?" I said picking up the phone.
"Is X-Ray, I mean Rex there." A small voice said on the other line.
I froze for a second, I knew that voice too well.
"Type?" I asked in disbelief.
"Oh my god, X-Ray its you." Type replied.
"Whats wrong? Are you okay?" I asked, her voice wasn't normal.
"I can't take this anymore, they screamed all night." Type said, her voice cracking.
"Your parents?" I asked.
"Yeah, they argued about me all night and how then shouldn't have kept me when I was born." Type replied.
I didn't know what to say, I didn't know how Type got my number but right now I didn't care. All I cared about was Type being happy.
"X, I have been thinking, I have an uncle who lives in New York. I was thinking I might ask to go live with him." Type said slowly.
"Is he a good guy?" I asked, he didn't want Type going into another bad home.
"Yeah, he works at some huge company. I used to see him a few times a year." Type replied.
"You phone him then, you need to get out of that house." I said.
"Okay." Type said, I could hear the sound of a smile in her voice "Crap, I have to go, my dad just got home. I will talk to ya soon."
"Okay, you take care of yourself." I said, meaning it.
"I love you." Type said quietly.
"I love you too." I said without even thinking about Sasha being there.
I hung up the phone and stared at it for a minute.
"Who was that?" Sasha asked.
"Type." I said simply.
"Who?" Sasha asked.
"She was at Camp Green Lake with me." I said turning around.
"She?" Sasha asked in disbelief.
"Yeah." I replied shrugging.
"I can't believe you hooked up with a girl like that." Sasha said disgusted.
"A girl like what?" I asked.
"You know, girls who are sent to those type of camp are all sluts." Sasha said.
"Get out." I said growing angry.
"Excuse me?" Sasha asked.
"Get out of my house. Type is everything to me, everything your not." I said.
Sasha just stared at me for a second but quickly left, slamming the door behind her. I just sat down for a minute and put my head in my hands. Why did this have to be so complicated.